Terror Warning.

For a moment Oranmiyan had been in his chamber and in preparation he had been with his royal slaves who tended to dress him beautifully for his wedding before his people. And suddenly had he sent the royal slaves away as they were done beautifying him and the instant Oranmiyan had thought to enter into the inner palace and be among his Chiefs and Elders had he suddenly appeared into total darkness.

If this had not been so confusing for Oranmiyan had been a lie as he wondered how he got to be where he was and how he shall return to the palace became another question that nailed itself in his mind. 

Definitely had the royal slaves dressed him with his royal red beads; on his wrist and yet ankle and his beaded crown over his head. 

His attire which remained large on his body and fitted him yet perfectly and his ceremonial half shoe they had worn for him yet gently. This had not left his royal staff and horse tail whisk in both of his hands.